A/N: First of all I would like to thank all of you who gave me wonderful reviews and sent me PM's that seriously fed my ego! Haha every comment is appreciated, and upon request from a lot of people, I decided to write a second and final chapter to kind of conclude the (once) one-shot. It's not as sexy as the previous chapter, but maybe it is in its own way…I'll let you decide. And leave me a review to tell me your thoughts!

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That's the real trouble with the world, too many people grow up.
-Walt Disney

We were sitting on the couch watching a movie in the main house the rainy afternoon a little over a month after that glorious morning; our first morning waking up next to one another after we made love for the first time. The mere thought made me shudder and my pants become suddenly a bit too snug for comfort. I was suddenly very thankful that Edward and the rest of the Cullen gang were visiting the Denali clan for a couple of days. Somehow daddy Edward hadn't found out about Ness' and my little secret. She must have employed the help of Bella in our desperation for secrecy…for a little while.

I lay stretched parallel to the arm of the couch with my socked feet crossed at the ankles on the coffee table in front of me. Nessie sat curled against my side wearing nothing more than one of my sweatshirts and a pair of hot pink underwear with some Victoria's Secret slogan on the ass, and her small arms wrapped loosely around my waist. She snuggled her nose into my chest and sighed sweetly. The scene was completely innocent and simultaneously so sexy I could barely stand it.

I could honestly say that my life was perfect in this moment. This moment in which Nessie and I were alone and love almost physically swam around us like the sweet, heady scent of fresh flowers on a slick, hazy summer afternoon. The feeling wafted around my head and seeped into my skin as I soaked in the unlimited time I had with my Nessie for the rest of the day and the following morning with greedy satisfaction. This beauty curled up against me was really, truly mine now. No other man would be able to take from her what I had. No other man could give back to her what I had to offer, in more ways than one. And to think, I had forever with her. Forever; just her and me. Once upon a time in my more juvenile stage, before I knew the truths of the legends of my people, the word forever just about gave me a heart attack. Forever was a long time to spend with one person. Now, with Ness, I positively relished in it.

"Jake?"

Her voice came as a slight surprise to me; we were so warm and content I had half expected for her to be asleep. I smiled to myself and nuzzled my face into her voluminous ringlets, savoring the sound of perfectly clear, high soprano voice that said my name so beautifully. "What is it baby?" I questioned. Her previously relaxed body tensed ever so slightly, maybe only enough that I could tell, but I noticed one way or another. My own thoughts grew a little worried. "Nessie, what's the matter?" I pressed gently.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. If I weren't so worried I might have leaned down and kissed her after tasting her sweet breath that now lingered in the air. "Jake…" she began, but trailed off, as if she weren't entirely sure how to continue.

Sincerely worried now, I tilted her chin up to look me in the eye. "Tell me, Nessie. Whatever it is, I won't be mad. I promise."

Her doe eyes searched my face as if looking for any kind of hidden uncertainty. She reached up and smoothed my furrowed brow with a gentle swipe of her thumb, and the wrinkles instantly disappeared. "Jake," she started again, and this time I knew she would continue. "I need to ask you something. And promise, promise you won't freak out and jump to conclusions."

I grasped her hand and held it in my own, resting it above my thumping heart. "I promise, Nessie," I said quietly.

Nessie nodded and glanced at our joined hands. "Do you think I can, you know…" she stopped and sighed, "um, have babies? Or get pregnant, or whatever? I mean, it's been over a month since our first time and…"

I just stared at her. What was she implying? Did she think she was pregnant? We hadn't…oh, fucking shit we hadn't! How could I be such an idiot? How was I going to explain this to Edward? God, first I deflower his daughter in his own house and now I knocked her up! Fuck, I was in some deep, deep shit.

"Jake?" she questioned, looking up at me with concerned eyes. Our eyes met and my shocked face must have done all the talking for me, with my eyes wide, blank expression and my jaw hanging open like an idiot. "Damn it, Jake, I said no jumping to conclusions!"

I still just stared at her. "You – you're not pregnant?" I assured.

She shrugged and focused her attention on the sixty-inch plasma about eight feet in front of us. It didn't take my imprint-senses to help me figure out she was getting angry.

I wished they would kick in and help me figure out why she was.

I decided not to push the subject when a new thought entered my whirling mind. What was I assuring myself? Having babies was the whole point of imprinting. Why was I so relieved that she wasn't pregnant with my baby? My heart skipped a beat. Nessie, carrying my baby; it was literally meant to be, it was destiny. Like I had so many years ago with Bella, I now pictured the healthy glow that would emit from her porcelain skin and angelic features, her tummy softly rounded with a growing child. Mine.

I couldn't stop the undoubtedly possessive growl that passed my lips as I suddenly had the urge to completely devour my girlfriend. My arousal was literally growing by the second as I leaned down and attached my lips and teeth and tongue to her neck, kissing and nipping and sucking my way around her pearl-like skin. She gasped and I gave another low growl, actually licking her throat in a long, wet swipe of my tongue.

To my utter surprise and dismay she shoved me away. "Stop it, Jacob." Nessie scooted away from my body a foot or so and brought her knees to her chest, pulling my/her too-big sweatshirt over them to her ankles.

I was so confused. She had never said no before. I immediately searched my memories for when I might have done something wrong. I couldn't come up with anything, so I had no choice but to ask. "What is it, Nessie?" I could still see the mental picture, and it made me more and more elated by the second.

She didn't beat around the bush. "Would it be so bad for me to have your baby?" she questioned in a blunt, irritated tone. "Is that not the whole point of the imprinting thing? I'm meant to be the mother of your children." She paused and took a deep breath, averting her eyes to the other side of the room. "And you haven't seemed to consider the fact that I'm half vampire. What if I can't have kids and I'm barren for all eternity? I'll have failed you as an imprint. As a girlfriend or wife or whatever I may or may not become with you." She was on the verge of tears at this point, and all I wanted to do was to hold her. The previous feeling of elation was slowly deflating out of me like a balloon being pinched at the end as air was let out. At the same time, however, I did not feel sad.

"Oh Ness, honey, come here," I coaxed, and she couldn't seem to resist the warmth and protection of my outstretched arms. She sniffled and sighed in defeat, crawling back to me and sat on my lap perpendicular to me, our chests pressed together tightly as we wrapped our arms around each other's waists. Burying her face into my chest she allowed the tears to fall, but I knew she was inevitably listening. "Nessie, give me something to prove that you can't get pregnant. You get a few, um, periods every year which, according to Carlisle, isn't entirely uncommon in human girls your age. You're now fully matured in every sense." I reached down and tilted her chin up with my fingers and wiped away a stray tear. "And even if it turns out you can't, then we will both be fine. Completely fine. I have no objection to spending the rest of our lives with you and only you. I love you, and you are perfect in every way."

Nessie moved her arms around my neck and unconsciously nuzzled my warm skin with nose. "Oh, Jake, I love you too. I don't deserve someone like you."

"You're perfect, Ness," I repeated to her again, kissing her forehead tenderly. "Baby or no baby, we'll always have each other. Right now, you are my baby."

It was enough of a joke, so to speak, that it made her crack a watery smile. She stroked my neck with her soft little hands and I instantly got a mental picture that made my breath catch in my throat in combination of shock, awe, and absolute love. The picture was of us together on the beach in La Push, caressing together her very pregnant belly as her skirt floated lazily around her knees in the gusty ocean breeze and the waves crashed around us in melodic perfection. I want one, Jake. I want it so, so bad. And obviously I want it to be yours. Imagine me, carrying your baby. Don't you want it, too?

I kissed her. She gasped softly in surprise but quickly recovered, kissing me back with equal intensity. My fingers tangled in her long curls and hers were grasping the front of my shirt in tight fists. "I don't think you know what that image does to me, Ness." I kissed her cheek and hugged her tighter to me as my lips made their way down her jaw and neck. I brought them back up and gave her an Eskimo kiss. "Of course I want it. I want it as badly as you do. Seeing that picture makes it where it takes all of my self control to not take you right here and now. If you don't believe me, feel."

I hadn't expected her to really do it. She reached down with a small pale hand and cupped my growing erection through my sweatpants. I bit my lip and kissed her again, soft and slow this time.

We were slowly building ourselves up again as our sweet chaste kisses remained slow but grew in depth, tongues colliding with each other in sensual dances. I was so into our kisses and so uneager for them to stop I barely registered her calling my name in the limited time between kisses. "Jake…"

"Hm?" I grunted, not wanting the moment to be broken. She turned her head and breathed deeply. I didn't think anything of it and kissed my way right below her ear where I sucked the skin between my teeth and bit ever so softly.

"Jake, I – "

And without warning, she sprung off my lap with vampire speed, and was gone not but a second before I heard a horrible sound that registered in my barely-functioning, sex-fogged mind as the product of at least two options, and both highly unlikely for my half-vampire girlfriend. But one of them, I assumed, had to be true.

I just didn't know which one.

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Yay for bad cliffhanger ending. Except I don't think this counts as a cliffhanger because a cliffhanger implies that there will be another chapter. And there won't be unless I get at least like twenty reviews on this. Haha please leave a comment, they are beneficial not only to my confidence but to my productivity.